$crim - Clouds as Witnesses lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Mutt] Staring at the water looking like a bunch of satin Look into my eyes and all you see is motherf**ing static Toe tagging b**h I'm bagging up the dope No ratting to the po Acting like you shy Reading the latin quote across my f**ing throat Hoes go "Oh no. Heard this motherf**er likes to give burials and I don't know if I want to go with him. He invited me into his home." Gave her the number to my phone Told her "Dial up 666 if you need to get a hold of me." And hopefully she'll give me a call when she is home and free and lonely Phone rang twice but I missed both calls I was hanging in the hall toll free [Verse 2: Yung Christ] Got a pocket fulla stones Watching Game of Thrones b**hes on the phone Tell 'em me she home alone Motherf** a future, countin' down 'til I die Days roll by I just wanna get high Never ever sober need d** for my composure Lookin' like I'm dying laying back on the sofa Six feet deep Three gold teeth Zero f**ing hopes for this young tragedy Days of our lives Watch 'em roll by Whole f**ing family got bloodshot eyes Scripts in the kitchen right next to the dishes Finger f**ing b**hes listening to No Limit West bank soldier, straight up out the NOLA When it comes to this sh**, ain't a motherf**er colder